Not claiming to be poet.
Didn't set out to be a writer.
Just needed a space, even if virtual.
To clear my head.
Keep thoughts organized.
An outlet, if you will, for my mind and soul.

Sunday, June 21, 2015

Tough Loving Pops

Thinking about you todayOn Father’s Day, trying to findThe perfect words to sayWhile I think and ponder How my life has beenThrough thick and thinYou’ve always been there for me.We have not always agreedIn fact, often butted heads.I never understood untilJust now, it dawned on meA straight up epiphany.

All those years, I called growing painsDiscussions, arguments, tantrumsTrying to get my wayYou stood your groundAs I did, to your dismay.“If you don’t stand for somethingYou’ll fall for anything”Those words you taught me,Always stayed with in my head.Through your tough love,A perceived lack of nurturingI learned just that.To stand up, fight for my beliefsEven if they went against Dad’s.

You didn’t edit your contentSugar coat your wordsYou didn’t give in to,Your sweet little girl.You didn’t hug constantlyDry away my tears,That is what mom is for.She has always been my pillarGotten credit for who I amYet I realize, more than everOne tough old manShaped my character.

It only took 37 years To realize the tough love Of one constant manMade me stronger, than any man.So much so, I’ve provenI don’t need one to stand.For that, I am eternally indebted.Through your tough love,I grew into the womanI was born to be.As I am proud to call you father,Hope you are equally proud of me.For all I am, I owe to you.Much like Cash’sBoy Named Sue